Nishinoya, Oikawa, and Kuroo being hit by their S/O during a tickle fight:
Warnings: None, sfw!
AN: I, for one, become a mma boxer when someone tickles me. Anyway, have fun reading this!
Nishinoya:
It was a total accident
You’re chilling on the couch one night when Noya walks in with this... look on his face.
Right from the start you can tell something is turning in his head
“Noya...? What are you doing...?”
He doesn’t answer, he just stalks closer as you eye at him suspiciously. What was he doing?
He pounces on you in a second, causing you to let out a started scream.
You were about to question what he was doing when you felt his hands on your sides, the feeling of cold dread hitting you before the seize of laughter does.
His fingers rapidly dance across your sides as you try to curl into a ball to protect you from his prying hands.
“N-Noya—?! AhaHAHA, S-stop it! Noya! Noya I said stop!”’
You didn’t even realize what happened until you’re catching your breath, your eyes opening to reveal a shocked looking Noya above you.
“You... you hit me!”
“I did...?” You ask, just now noticing the pain in your fist and the growing red mark on his face. “Oh my god, I did!”
Cue the rapid apologizing.
“Noya, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean too, I didn’t even realize I did it!”
You pepper the sides of his faces with kisses and hold the libero close to you despite him saying that he was fine.
“Babe, I’m fine! Nice punch, though!”
Needless to say you felt like crap but a few dozen kisses later you finally start to ease up on yourself as you snuggle in with your boy and turn on a movie.
You fell asleep together before it ended.
Oikawa:
You were in school when Oikawa came up to you, feeling extra mischievous for some reason.
“Hey, Tooru,” You hum as he rests his chin on your head.
You’re getting your books out of your locker when you feel his hands give your sides a small squeeze.
“Tooru,” You say, a hint of warning in his voice. You knew that he knew that you were ticklish but what he didn’t know if your tendency to flail around like an octopus on crack when you were tickled.
He only scoffed in amusement when you tried to act so tough. After all, what could you do that would be harmful to him?
He finds out his answer soon enough when he starts tickling you, your body immediately going into defensive mode.
Your elbow slammed back and connected with his stomach, causing him to wheeze and pull back, holding his abs dramatically.
You spin around, your eyes wide with surprise. “Tooru, I’m so sorry! I tried to warn you, though!”
You rambled on apologetically, feeling guilty even if he did deserve it.
“I dunno, y/n-Chan. I’m pretty roughed up. I don’t know if I’ll ever be the same again!” Oikawa said dramatically, clutching his abs as if he was stabbed.
You roll your eyes and stand on your tiptoes to place a kiss on his cheek. “Better?”
You don’t let his flushed expression go unnoticed. It was rather cute.
“Y-Yeah! Hah! I’m feeling better already! Though, uh... I’m sure I’d get better faster with more kisses...?” Tooru asked shyly, his nose and ears red as cherries.
“Pfft. Later, I have to get to class.”
You guys meet up later and be assured he got plenty of more kisses.
Kuroo:
You were still drowsy with sleep when you felt your boyfriends arm wrap around you.
“Sleeeeeepy head~” You hear his voice call out to you.
You let out a groan in response, turning over on your side and tossing the cover over your head to block him out.
“Honey pie.”
Still no response.
“Baby doll.”
“Whaaaat do you want?” You whine, angry that he woke you up.
“Someone’s grumpy~” You hear him chuckle before feeling his finger poke you in the side.
You grumble and swat at his hand from under the cover. Yet that doesn’t convince him to stop.
Poking turns into lightly tickling, and it doesn’t take long to get more intense.
You flail around under the covers, attempting to get away from his hands while laughing and cursing angrily at him between gasping breaths.
“S-Stop it, Tetsuro!!!” You manage to sputter out between laughing attacks.
You swing your arm out again only for it to connect to something hard. You hear a sharp grunt and feel his hands retreat.
Peeking out from under the cover you see your boyfriend holding his nose and groaning. Oh crap, did you do that?
“Baby, are you okay???”
“You whacked me in the face,” He groaned, looking at you from the corner of his eyes.
Your heart skipped a beat. He looked... angry? Oh boy.
Sitting up you quickly start apologizing. Things like “I’m so sorry”, “I couldn’t see”, etc. left your mouth.
You only stop when you notice his expression and his softly shaking shoulders. He was laughing.
Your worry quickly turns into anger as you let out an irritated sigh, throwing the blanket back over you.
“Babe,” He said, chuckling as he nudged you with his hand. “Babe, I’m sorry. You really did hit me though.”
“Not funny.” You grumble stubbornly.
You feel him pull you closer against him, tucking you to his chest and draping his arm over you. He nuzzles into your neck, taking a moment to enjoy it before chuckling again.
You knew you couldn’t stay mad at him forever, and he knew it too.
It was only a matter of time before you were cuddling him back, relaxing in his arms as you started falling asleep again.
“Baby doll.”
“Hm?”
“The thing I woke you up to tell you about...”
“What issit?”
“I love you.”
“Pfft. Go to sleep, you dork.”